Justice Will Be Served Novels & Stories

Silently, I refill. He cradles the mug in cupped palms. "Sometimes, of course, a victim never receives the justice he deserves. The fact is, Justice can be a slippery concept, and it may be served in other ways than the obvious. At times, sadly, it is not possible to provide it at all until new information comes to light." Mitch gulps, shaking uncontrollably. Michael swoops across, taking Vicky from her arms. Richard holds up hands. "Will, where are you going with this? If you have bad news to deliver..."

Justice moved his tongue over his dry lips and a pleading voice came out of his throat. "You asked; now I am starting to feel much better” Justice was shocked by the irony hidden in Kabir Dada's voice. But surprisingly, no one cared about his standing. "Kabir Dada have I been insulted?" Justice asked stammering. "Have you heard that one of our servants is about to be sentenced to death and that is why the verdict in his case is constantly being postponed?"

We draw on our resilience, fueled by the unwavering belief that the truth will prevail. I take Devine's hand, holding it tightly. We sit in silence, anticipation and trepidation swirling around us. The jury's verdict looms, a final turning point in our relentless pursuit of justice. We may not know what lies ahead, but we are ready to face it head-on, united in our fight, and persistent in our quest for truth.

Now, I honor her by becoming everything she prayed for in silence. As for Joe and his pathetic little crew? Oh, they'll get what's coming. Justice will find them, cold and clean, through the law of Khragnir. And I won't even need to lift a finger. They'll squeal and beg. But justice won't flinch. And this time, I won't have to bleed for it. Until then, I'm choosing me.

He nodded. “That’s because it’s not over, my boy. It never truly is with life.” He crossed his arms and looked ahead, at the people of Moonstone trying to go about their days and bring back a sense of normalcy. “However, this won’t truly feel over until he’s paid for the crimes he committed. Until he’s dead. Only then will justice have been served.” Reynard looked down. “You’re right. I just wish they knew that we did it. That we got justice for them and they can rest peacefully now.”

she said, "I just want this nightmare to end," "I know it's difficult, Larissa," Steve said, reassured her, "but we have to trust in the process, the truth will prevail, and justice will be served, In the meantime, try to focus on your job, It will help distract you from the case and maintain some normalcy in your life,"

"On Vincent's arrest. I'm sure that feels vindicating." "It feels temporary," I admitted. "He'll get lawyers. Resources. He'll.." "He'll get out." Gianna finished. "Yes. I know. Which is why I'm offering again. My resources. My connections. To make sure he doesn't. To finish what you started." "You mean kill him." "I mean ensure justice." Her smile was sharp. "Real justice. Not the kind that depends on judges and lawyers and systems designed to protect men like Vincent. But the kind that's permanent."

Justice, long overdue, had finally been served. Chaos and Florence, sitting in the front row, exchanged a knowing glance. They had fought long and hard for this moment, and now, it was finally here. The weight of their ordeal, the sleepless nights, the countless hours of work, had all been worth it. As they left the courtroom, they were greeted by a crowd of supporters, their faces filled with admiration and gratitude. They had become symbols of hope, beacons of light in the darkness. They had faced adversity, overcome obstacles, and emerged victorious. The road to justice had been long and arduous, but they had persevered.

“Do you have any idea who I am?” “No one is above the law sir.” The he answered as his jaw tightened. I smirked, though there was no humor in it. “And the law is going to bring justice for my cousin?” “Sir—” he started, but I cut him off. “We all know that ‘justice‘ doesn’t happen in courtrooms or even on police reports. It happens when the people responsible for this—” I gestured to the chaos around us, “—pay for what they’ve done.”

James turned to them with anger burning in his eyes. These women were extremely capable fighters. However, James was not cowed. He pulled out the Blade of Justice. “I wield the Blade of Justice. Those who stand against me, stand against Sol itself. I will smite all those that resist.” One of the women hissed smugly, “Solean law only applies to ordinary citizens. The Johnstons are above the rule of the law.” “All Soleans are equal before the law.” Gripping the hilt of the Blade of Justice, James stepped forward with conviction.